Poetry
CategorySuicide Notes to Myself: Maybe It Never Will Be
Dear Reagan,
Why does life have to be so hard? Why can’t it be filled with only good things? There’s so much bad in the world and even if it does..
Suicide Notes to Myself: Tomorrow Isn’t Either
Dear Reagan,
When you think of the past, you also think about reasons why you should kill yourself. Take a look at the all the mistakes you’ve made..
Suicide Notes to Myself: Today Isn’t Your Day
Dear Reagan,
Every forty seconds, one person dies from suicide. Even as you write this, someone has ended their life. Isn’t it ironic that it’s 1:4..
Find Your Voice: Slow Red Noon
Hey guys! Guess what? I’m a graduate now! Since I’m finally free, here (finally) is a songwriting exercise in which I write a very low-quality song ..
Train of Thought: Glass Heart
To the woman who inspired me to write,
I cannot pretend that I’m not mad at you. There have been days where I’ve ransacked my whole room searchin..
Train of Thought: Expired Parking Meters
I am a firm believer in leaving space for everything. An empty seat for your grandmother who is running late, a few feet of gravel between you and t..
Train of Thought: Fallen Sand Angels
Poem by Johanna Klaiman
Train of Thought: Blackout Poetry No. 1
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The hardest part about blackout poetry is not deciding what words to use but what words to leave out. Silence speaks louder than words…